After listening to Gu Chengyuan's story, Lin Fan looked at the latter with a little amused and asked, "Brother Gu, how do you want me to help you?"

When Gu Chengyuan heard this, he was immediately excited. He grabbed Lin Fan's arm and said with a very fast speed: "I want you to help me train those little kids in the training team!"

"This..." Lin Fan felt a little embarrassed. He now wanted to take Qiqi around every day. This kind of life was free and easy, and he was so happy, but he didn't want to take these troubles on himself in vain.

Seeing Lin Fan's reaction, Gu Chengyuan felt a little cold, but he was not the one who gave up so easily. He asked quickly: "Brother Lin, what are the concerns?"

Lin Fan looked down at Qiqi sitting on his thighs, holding a chicken leg and eating greasy mouth. He picked up a napkin and gently wiped Qiqi's mouth, and said slowly: "I still have to take care of Qiqi, I'm afraid there won't be too much time."

Looking at Lin Fan's patience and care when facing Qiqi, Gu Chengyuan thought about it and said, "Brother Lin, Qiqi is almost four years old. She is already at the time when she should go to kindergarten. Please help me, and I will do all the matters of Qiqi going to school in one stop. Although this is not a difficult task, it will be quite troublesome to really have to run to do it yourself. In addition, I will give you the title of special consultant for the Dragon City Police Force, which should save you a lot of trouble."

Speaking of this, Lin Fan seemed too inhumane to be restrained. He hesitated for a moment, nodded and gently spit out a word: "Okay."

The conditions Gu Chengyuan said were the same thing. The reason why Lin Fan agreed to this matter was mainly because Gu Chengyuan helped him and answered him a lot of doubts. Lin Fan has always been clearly distinguishing between grudges and grudges. In this matter, he owed Gu Chengyuan a favor, so he agreed to Gu Chengyuan's not too embarrassed request.

When Gu Chengyuan saw Lin Fan agreeing, he looked happy, laughed twice, picked up the bottle and filled it with him, picked up the wine glass and said to Lin Fan, "Brother Lin, thank you first, I'll do it, you can do it!"

After saying that, Gu Chengyuan raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Lin Fan smiled, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Haha, please feel free! I didn't expect that my old Gu actually met a noble person today. Brother Lin, I'll give you another cup."

Gu Chengyuan picked up the bottle with a flushed face and pretended to pour wine. Gu Meijuan, who was sitting on the other side of him, quickly reached out to stop him, and said with a wrinkle: "Brother, you don't know much about your own body. You'd better drink less."

"Don't I just have a little alcoholic liver, I mean it."

Although Gu Chengyuan said so, he put down his wine glass and did not pour the wine again. Instead, he looked at Lin Fan and asked, "Brother Lin, there is only one month left before the competition. What are you going to do?"

"Is one month? It's enough." Lin Fan murmured, knocking his fingers on the table and said, "Brother Gu, please briefly introduce me to the basic situation of the Feilong Special Forces team members now."

"Well, okay." Gu Chengyuan nodded and began to say: "I am just the captain of the famous Feilong Special Forces Team, but I have been busy in the past two years and have no time to take care of the special forces team affairs. All the affairs, routine training, tasks in the team are all under the responsibility of the deputy captain Yang Song."

"The Feilong Special Forces has three teams a, b, and c. Each team has 10 members and one team leader. There are 35 members in the entire special forces group."

"The personnel ratios of the three squads are basically the same. Assaulters, snipers, observers, blasters, technical experts, etc. are all outstanding police officers selected from major police academies and police teams in counties and cities under Longcheng. They can definitely represent the strongest force of our Longcheng police."

"This year's competition has not been announced yet, but there are only a few types, such as urban street fighting, police and gangster playing, jungle confrontation, etc. In short, the requirements for comprehensive quality are very high. My people's comprehensive quality is definitely top-notch, but compared with those of the Flying Tigers, they have a fatal shortcoming, that is, fighting ability."

"Most of the Tigers' members were selected by Zhao Damoji from the special forces, and they also specially hired warriors to serve as fighting instructors to teach his team members fighting classes. The best of them can even compete with external warriors without losing. This has led to every battle, my people are at a disadvantage in close combat and are won by the opponent."

"That's why I want to ask Brother Lin to help me train these little kids so that they can give me Lao Gu a long face in this year's competition!"

Gu Chengyuan became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had seen his team members lying down the Tiger Commando.

Lin Fan quietly listened to Gu Chengyuan’s story, thought for a while, and asked, “Brother Gu, you are a real external martial artist. Isn’t it enough to teach them casually?”

Gu Chengyuan's old face turned red, and he scratched his head and said, "I want to do it too, but the master's strict training is prohibited from private teachings. I can only use the Bagua Fist myself and cannot teach it to outsiders. Even my close relatives cannot. If it weren't for this restriction, I would have trained a whole team of warriors, so I would have beaten him directly with Zhao Damoji's team."

"So that's it..." Lin Fan nodded. Zhang Haitian and Gu Meijuan might not be able to understand Gu Chengyuan's concerns very well, but Lin Fan could fully understand that in the cultivation world, there are many sects and major sects and families have their own unique skills. This is also the foundation of their establishment of a clan, and it is definitely impossible for outsiders to master it.

This is the case in the world of cultivation, let alone on the earth. After all, people’s selfishness is understood by all walks of life.

Gu Chengyuan asked again: "Brother Lin, what do you think?"

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Well, I have a suitable speed-success method on hand to teach them. This way, you can inform them after you go back and let them not eat seafood or drink in the last three days, stop the regular training at hand, and cultivate well for three days. After three days, the training will officially start."

Speaking of this, Lin Fan raised his lips: "Helllike training camp."

Seeing Lin Fan's expression, Gu Chengyuan couldn't help but shivered. He began to observe silence for the members of the special forces team in his heart. The training camp that Lin Fan mentioned was definitely not ordinary training, but now only by applying strong medicine can the Jedi turn around!

"Okay!" Gu Chengyuan nodded suddenly and said, "Haha, I can't wait to see the scene where Zhao Damoji called himself a turtle."

Lin Fan gently stroked Qiqi's little head, smiling without saying a word.

...

On the other side, Fangjia in Yang'an City.

"What you said is true?"

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A young man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall but was as thin as a pole. He held a beautiful woman in his arms, holding a red wine glass in his right hand, and asked with a squinted eyes.

"That's true, young master." In front of the sofa, a slightly fat young man bent his waist and smiled flatteringly: "At 10:30 yesterday morning, the xx bank atm machine in Xx Street, Longcheng, withdrew 100,000 yuan. I also saw the surveillance video. It was indeed that person, but strangely, he was still holding a child in his arms. I have not found the identity of this child yet."

"Hmph! He thought my young master's money was so easy to spend?" The young man from Magan'er snorted coldly and said with a gloomy face: "Fang Yuan, hurry up and handle the matter at hand, set out within three days, go for me to take back my young master's money. Also, teach that ignorant guy a lesson, but don't beat me to death, I want to watch him beg on the street pennilessly! Oh, by the way, the one in his arms, whether it is his seed or not, bring it back to me!"

"Yes, young master." The slightly fat young man named Fang Yuan responded, his waist slowly straightened, and his aura became more and more concise. It was obvious that this young man with a weak appearance was not an ordinary person.

"Young Master, don't be angry, come and eat grapes."

The woman in Magan'er's young man picked up a grape from the side, peeled it gently, and sent it to Magan'er's young man's mouth, in a coquettish voice.

Fang Yuan's face turned red and he quietly left the room.
Chapter completed!